This weekend we went to Borders, here in town, and bought two South Beach Diet books (the Book, and a cookbook). In reading the Book of them, it became clear to us that we eat too much of some bad stuff, mostly refined sugar and processed carbs. Or, as I like to think of them, Pop Tarts.
So, on Monday, we began the South Beach Diet. Here’s the gist. For two weeks—what they describe as detox—you eat no refined sugar, and no carbs. All salad, lean meats, eggs, and a wee bit of cheese. Then, after those two weeks, you start to re-introduce your body to the good stuff, a little bread, a little pasta, maybe a little sugar, here and there. Everybody online says the first three days are hard.
And I’m here to tell you: hell yeah. I’m not hungry, mind you. The fridge full of romaine, boston lettuce, bell peppers, celery, scallions, and tomatoes sees to that. But I feel… unsatisfied. Tiffany described it as the feeling she has when she drinks a lot of water, and I know exactly what she means. Like I’m full of nothing.
Plus, I really miss is the time I used to have to… I don’t know, do anything but cook. The SBD is full of good green stuff, which means it costs a hell of a lot at the store, and we spend every waking moment preparing food. Mornings used to be about pouring cereal. Now we actually have to prep the night before, and cook the morning of. And while dinner is not much more work, after dinner is the killer. We used to put the kids down and then do some work (during the semester Tiffany always brought work home), have a snack, maybe watch some TV, pay bills, catch up on email… now we put the kids down and we cook. In addition to having just cooked a dinner, we now wash the dinner dishes, make lunch for the next day (last night we cooked shrimp, cut up salad, made jello, and would have made a dressing from scratch, but we gave up), prep anything for breakfast (last night we cut up mushrooms), and then wash dishes again. And by then it is 10 pm or later, which means we go straight to bed or we stay up and get five hours of sleep.
Something is going to have to give. We’re going to try our best to hold on these first two weeks of detox, but it had better get easier.
Oh, and two results to report so far: In about 58 hours so far on the diet, I’ve lost 1.5 pounds, and pooped zero times. I’m sure you needed to know that.